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He is lost. The night is blazing the sky, pouring its brightness around the place. He is running so fast. With bloods scattered to his white uniform, continuing to run and run and run. Now, he's weak and tired, breathing heavily, eyes are blurry, and gulping with every inch of saliva. He stopped.

He looked to his surrounding with hands all clenched in. An old cabin, made by rusty woods, near to be broken, narrowed by his weaken eyes. Like a dog, he slowly walked to that place. It's quite; too quite. Surrounded with trees, spiky ones, the light that flare from the sky, slightly battered it.

As he started to step in, a strange sound crackling from inside existed. Gulp by fear, breath whispered out. From the gloom of the inside, suddenly, a person came out with eyes stifled.

"Joseph?" From the tone of her voice, no doubt, she ran as fast as she could and hugged the guy who is all along weak and hurt.

With every force and energy that left, Joseph slowly closed his eyes, let down his chin, and smiled a little by what he's witnessing right now. 

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